The Love of a Flower

It starts as a tiny seed
That begins to grow
The water that gives it life
Sun that breathes life into its roots
Soil of the soul that nurtures it
Then slowly but surely
Something that was once so tiny
Begins to grow and stand tall
Developing into what it was meant to be
It continues to grow
Reaching up towards the sky
Pedals spreading out
As the flower blossoms
Its scent blowing far and wide
As it shares
Its love of a flower
♠ ♠ ♠
Everything is not as it seems to be